"I thus turned my attention to our list of mutual friends, of which there lurked a grand total of one."
An Open Letter to the Stranger
The Analytic Hour of J. Alfred Prufrock
Suggestions for Managing Chronic Pain (When You’ve Shredded a Hip Ligament or Something)
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I Had a Daughter and Now I’m WOKE
As time went on, my convictions only grew stronger. Sometimes my daughter had thoughts, just like a kid who is a boy.
I Cannot Run This College on Less Than A Billion Dollars
Student fundraisers lubricate donor purse strings with the perfect mix of guilt and shame, although our ungrateful alums are catching on by blocking our calls. That's why I'm resorting to this letter. Times are tough.
J.R.R. Tolkien Ruins Date Night Yet Again at Snow White Screening
Tolkien mutters to himself as Mickey Mouse prances across the screen, doing American things he doesn’t understand or approve of. “Voice of the devil,” you hear.
Apocalypse Powwow: The Elusive Search for Sherman Alexie
I rang the bell and was ushered to his home office. There were skulls and bones of deceased writers lining the bookshelves, each marked with an identifying plaque. Barbara Kingsolver. Tony Hillerman. Nasdijj.
A Russian Twitter Bot Gets Workshopped
Sorry, but Pepe the Frog seems really two-dimensional to me. Consider cutting.
To My Well-Meaning Boyfriend Who is Not At All Racist Towards Asians
As an Asian, I meditate every day under waterfalls and scream “Hai-yah!” before I break some block of concrete with my head.
